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Friday, October 29, 2010

What be the Words

What be this life succumbed
By the harshness of seasons past,
Beheld in hearts not forgotten.

This day but a distant thought,
Muddled memories in the halls of time,
The stone tributary left.

Times natural erosion
Fractures the stone faced memoirs,
Etched with the counting of days.

But what be the words still
To echo from the heavens in prose,
Laid upon the hearts of babes.

Yet to wonder what meaning dost hold
Within the soul of this one lost,
Brought forth to light the hereafter.

Magpie Tales #38


I have linked this post to Magpie Tales photo prompt #38.  Once again, thank you Willow for this wonderful venue given to us writers to share in.

41 comments:

Sumit Sarkar said...

Nice...
I love your work on this.. :)

Angie Muresan said...

A wonderful take on this photo prompt.

Brian Miller said...

nice...old school phrasing...when my MIL passed away the words failed me for days until the moment i gave the funeral...

izzy said...

I really like the first 2 stanzas!
I wonder about your choice of 'memoirs'
we all work these differently- I think this
is worthy of tightening-no offense
intended- (my editing is relentless!)
Thanks.

annell said...

I like the whole feel of the work! Thanks

senderupwords said...

Wordplay here is quite amazing. Nice Mag. Love and Light, Sender

Carrie Burtt said...

This is truly beautiful every line and every word of hope....i love this one!

Abhilasha-The Desire said...

Brilliantly done....

willow said...

This is a gorgeous piece. Well done. Very well done.

Bloggin'withAmanda said...

Beautiful prose.... "Muddled memories in the halls of time," great line just love it!

kathew said...

laid upon the hearts of babes..sad words- well written!

Bee's Blog said...

Very clever. Definitely well written.

Annie said...

I love the old fashion but timeless style you have chosen to express these sentiments, matching them so well to the photo inspiration.

Leo said...

elegant and eloquent.. well done poem! :)

My Magpie

Jeeves said...

Lovely

Lena said...

Moved along in deep essence. I really enjoyed this one.

Katherine said...

This was really quite beautiful ... time definitely has a way of muddling memories. Nice Magpie

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

"muddled memories in the halls of time"

just love that. Brilliance

Jingle said...

heartfelt words.
words count.

jaerose said...

What an epic piece - I can imagine it being recited on the summit of a windswept mountain top..thanks for your vist..Jae

Jingle said...

Thanks for sharing...
Happy monday...
Happy November.

liv2write2day said...

This is an elegant poem. Your choice of somewhat formal language enriches the intensity.

Missy said...

Beautifully captured. Eloquent and soft. I loved reading this

Kristen Haskell said...

I read this aloud and it is so beautiful but with just a hint of sadness. Lovely, very lovely!

David Waters said...

I read this several times, each time unvieling a different layer...such beauty in your words.

girldaydreaming said...

beautiful! seasons of living and memories all flowing, one into another. what was and then now, only to begin again...

Reflections said...

Thank you all for your kind words... it was challenging, but a fun piece to work on.

2zpoint said...

I have often thought about lessons that will hold timeless and the ones that are often contorted and which are which sometimes. It seems that a lot of sayings that are elder lessons have lost the strength of there meaning today (ie don't put the cart before the horse. early bird gets the worm. Riding on a gravy train with biscuit wheels, She makes good brown gravy.) Things get a little "muddled" with technology ...My best guess. Peace be with you.

Panda Wolf said...

Favorite lines:

What be this life succumbed
By the harshness of seasons past,

Great write up!

Theron Kennedy said...

Very well written and interesting piece.

Shashi said...

Very sweet and I enjoyed your use of old Victorian words to convey the past... I liked it very much... thanks for sharing...


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Tumblewords: said...

Oh, so beautifully done!

SuziCate said...

Beautiful words and sentiment. This verse really touched me "This day but a distant thought,
Muddled memories in the halls of time,
The stone tributary left."

jessicasjapes said...

You've used some lovely vocabulary here to create a very moving image. Enjoyed reading it!

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

That was lovely Reflections. Hope to see more of you...

theoldmasonjar said...

Yes, wonder one must!

Caty said...

I love the Shakespearean feel to this poem. "Beheld in hearts not forgotten" is a great line..this prompt was served well by you :)

kaykuala said...

I love the style. Simple words can work wonders.

Jingle said...

Please help giving (belated) birthday wishes to 3 or 4 fellow poets:

http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/happy-birthday-eric-dom/

Thanks a lot for the support.
Happy November!
Your presence adds light to our space, keep shining!
xxx

itslovelyannie.com said...

Well written poem! It is simply beautiful...love the word choice

http://itslovelyannie.com/2010/11/01/we-dream-on/

Helen said...

Reading your words? Like stepping back to another time ~ so beautifully composed.